Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 589

After the discharge papers were processed, Grayson found himself at a loss.

The president's body had only just stabilized and the doctor had spoken of the possibility of that status wavering. What if the president showed signs of worsening after returning to Tourmaline Estate? What would he do then?

Grayson went to negotiate a foolproof plan with the administrator, where they finally decided on having important doctors of related specializations brought along to Tourmaline Estate. Over 20 people stood waiting at the hospital room's door by the end, ranging from medical engineers to doctors and care workers.

As Grayson turned to ask the president of his opinion, he found the latter staring down at him like one would pandas. "You might as well move the entire hospital to Tourmaline Estate." Grayson should have known the president would never agree to such a thing.

However, Grayson refused to back down. Pulling up the determination of a soldier, he began to persuade the president with everything he had. "I understand you dislike hoarding resources to yourself, Mr. President, but your condition has yet to stabilize. If

you don't want that many people hovering over you, we can cut it down to a specialized team?"

Jay remained silent.

Taking it as an agreement, Grayson began to list out constructive suggestions.

"Only the doctor?"

Grayson believed that the doctor would be who the president needed the most, for they could monitor his illness and react as per any changes.

Jay in return stared menacingly at Grayson, his handsome appearance cold.

Grayson tensed. The president's expression was showing his blatant displeasure with his suggestion." Alright, then. If we don't take the doctor, how about the physical therapist?"

Very well. The president's condition should have stabilized enough that he could take the prescribed medication without supervision. What came next should be the physical therapist. Jay's attractive features began to freeze over.

Feeling the temperature in the room drop by a few degrees, Grayson hugged his shoulders with a shiver." If not the physical therapist, how about a nutritionist?"

Jay's gaze grew dangerous enough to kill.

Grayson's gaze fell on the group of people outside. If the president did not want a doctor, a physical

therapist, or a nutritionist, what could he want?

The moment his gaze caught onto the gorgeous figure amidst the group of people, Grayson immediately understood. "How about we bring a care worker, Mr. President?" The ice on Jay's features slowly vanished, and Grayson let out a silent sigh of relief.

Finally, an apple-polish that was done right.

Grayson patted the cold sweat on his forehead and exited the room to relay the president's decision to the entire medical team.

"The president has decided to only bring one care worker. The rest of you may leave."

The eyes of the people outside widened. "Care worker?"

In her blue care worker uniform, Angeline immediately became the most obtrusive existence among the group.

Everyone felt jealous of her, for she had the chance to enter Tourmaline Estate-The legendary high-class villa made of jewels and riches.

Angeline pulled Grayson off to the side and asked, perplexed, "Did your boss not use his brains before making such a decision? His body is still weak. He needs doctors, physical therapists, and nutritionists. A care worker is the last thing he needs right now. Tourmaline Estate has enough servants as it is."

Grayson replied, "It's because of his big brain that he made such a decision."

Angeline gave it some thought. "No way. This is about his health. I refuse to let him screw it up. I'm making the decision instead. Bring the entire medical team, Grayson."

Grayson gaped in shock. "The president just threw such a tantrum at you, Missus, and you've already forgotten?"

Grayson had nothing but respect for the missus' bravery, for only she could go against the president time and time again.

Grayson had overestimated Angeline's bravery as she was still shaking internally from the memory of Jay's rage.

If anything, Angeline worked exceptionally well under pressure.

"You get used to it."